Douluo's Fujitora smiles

Seeing Tang San's figure disappear into the cave, Tang Hao, who was hiding somewhere in the tavern, came out slowly, looked at the big hole on the ground silently for tens of seconds, raised his head, and glanced at the only living person in the tavern besides him. After the two waiters frightened them until their legs became weak, they strode forward and jumped into the big hole.

Although he entered the same big hole, Tang Hao's destination was different from Tang San's.

After Tang Hao left, the atmosphere of killing in the tavern gradually dissipated, leaving behind a strong and pungent smell of blood. The two waiters were from the Capital of Slaughter, so naturally they would not be disgusted by the smell of blood. The smell of blood filled the room On the contrary, it is their excitement and stimulant.

However, the two of them still couldn't get excited, because they both recognized the identity of the sloppy man just now. Although they only glanced at it, they both saw an extremely familiar face. Even if that face turned into ashes, they could recognize it out!

That is one of the only two killing gods left in the capital of killing, Haotian Douluo Tang Hao!

The God of Death who passes Hell Road can use soul skills within the scope of the City of Slaughter, which poses a serious threat to the City of Slaughter. In the City of Slaughter, there are even instructions handed down through the ages: God of Death descends, hell will be a disaster.Every time the God of Death appeared, it caused heavy damage to the City of Slaughter.

And as the grassroots staff of the Killing City, they naturally firmly remembered the appearance of the Killing God. After all, it was a matter of life. Tang Hao and another Killing God with a peerless appearance were remembered by the staff of the Killing City. with.

After a while, the two waiters came to their senses.

"It's him! Killing God Tang Hao!" The waiter on the left said tremblingly: "What should we do? Why did he come back! It's been so many years, and this is the first time!"

Another waiter let out a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and said calmly, "Calm down! We don't need to worry."

"As for us little shrimps, those big shots don't want to talk to us, we just report it, and the killing gods will be left to the higher-ups to worry about."

"makes sense."

"Let's go, let's go, this tavern is abandoned, we went to another place."

......

In a magnificent palace in the killing capital.

A tall figure was sitting on an extraordinarily huge chair, which was inlaid with countless red and blue crystals. Upon closer inspection, the red crystals actually outlined the shape of a skull.

The tall man shook the wine glass in his hand contentedly. The dark red liquid flowed with his movements, and from time to time there were drops of dark red liquid. The liquid seemed to contain a mind-stimulating substance.

Beside him was a beautiful woman with a hot figure and a cold face, holding a treasure bottle in her arms, pouring dark red liquid into the tall man's wine glass from time to time.

"It's really delicious." The tall man took a sip of the dark red liquid in the wine glass, squinted his eyes and said, "He really deserves to be able to win 65 games, blood is really delicious, and the aftertaste is endless. "

"Great king." The cold-faced beauty said, "There are still many, do you want to continue drinking?"

The tall man waved his hand and put the wine glass aside, "No, this kind of delicacy is rare, and I haven't drank it for many years. Keep it and taste it slowly."

"Yes, my great king." The cold-faced beauty bent slightly and said.

At this time, a red light came and entered the head of the cold-faced beauty, and the cold-faced beauty gave a slight pause.

Sensing the movement of the cold-faced beauty, the tall man asked, "What's the matter, what happened?"

Shaking her head, the cold-faced beauty said to the tall man, "Great king, it's just that one of our small strongholds has been pulled out."

"Oh." The chair turned slowly, and the person sitting on it was the king of the Slaughter City, the King of Slaughter.

Suddenly, a strange breath came, destroying the beautiful and ordinary life of the Slaughter King.

The Slaughter King's face changed drastically, he strode forward suddenly, smashed through the wall, came outside, stared at somewhere, "It's not wrong, that disgusting breath appeared here again, damn it! There are really endless troubles!"

The cold-faced beauty ran to the hole and said to the King of Slaughter, "Great King, what's wrong? Could it be that the Wuhun Palace broke the contract and attacked us?"

"Hmph!" said the Slaughter King, "That's not true, but it's countless times more disgusting than that. That guy Tang Hao appeared!"

"What! Tang Hao!" the cold-faced beauty exclaimed.

At this time, another red light shot into the mind of the cold-faced beauty, and the cold-faced beauty said with a gloomy face: "The great king, there is another news that the person who destroyed our small stronghold was the one brought by Tang Hao, That person has already entered the killing capital!"

"Bastard! It really belongs to his family!" The Slaughter King waved his arms angrily, and the soul power he released without hesitation plowed the earth into big cracks. "It is already a great gift for him to take away the domain of the God of Death , and plan to make another one! Don’t even think about it!”

"Great king, do you want us to kill that person." The cold-faced beauty said coldly.

Seemingly aware of the King of Slaughter's attempt, Tang Hao's aura suddenly became erratic, sometimes in the east, sometimes in the north, mysterious and unpredictable, reminding the King of Slaughter not to look at him. Do it, think about how much you can afford!

"No need!" The Slaughter King raised his hand and said, "Let him do it, it's not so easy to complete a hundred games! Not everyone has the good luck like Tang Hao!"

"Even if he completes a hundred games, he will never pass the road to hell!"

Tang Hao's aura completely disappeared in the Slaughter City, as if he had never been here before.

The Slaughter King returned to the room with a sullen face, and said to the cold-faced beauty: "You step back."

"But..." The cold-faced beauty wanted to say something else.

Before the words fell, two blood-red rays of light shot out from the eyes of the Slaughter King, and the Slaughter King said with a murderous look on his face: "Did you understand what I said, or did you not understand the words, I said you Back off, understand."

"Understood, understood." The cold-faced beauty left tremblingly.

"Hmph!" The Slaughter King came to a mirror, his head suddenly and slowly cracked open, revealing a pale old face, "After I digest this guy completely, I will be able to attack with all my strength, and then I will kill Tang Hao!"

The two eyes on the split head looked at the old face in the middle from both sides, "I remember Tang Hao is your junior, it's really enviable."

"Don't worry, I will keep some of your consciousness and let you see the death of your outstanding junior. I will also kill all your clansmen. Look forward to it, Tang Chen!"